Of life and death. Of love and heartbreak. Of sin and truth. Of muses and tragedies. The world is a complex weave of binaries. And so is this book. [a collection of poems by Claudia]

| An aesthetic poetry collection | completed due to the fact I will no longer be adding to it | "What does darkness feel like? Does it feel like your heart begging ripped out? What does darkness feel like? Does it feel like the pull of a sob you can't contain? What does darkness feel like? Does it feel like stinging eyes? I think darkness feels like candy, Because it's always kind of sweet." "What does fear sound like? Does it sound like people? What does fear sound like? Does it sound like someone you don't trust telling you they love you? What does fear sound like? Does it sound like silence? I think fear sounds like myself, Because it's just me." *NOTE: please do not reuse without my permission*

It was an unspoken agreement between us. Some nights he would show up at my window and I let him in, no questions asked. And the next day, it was forgotten; we just continued on as the strangers we were to each other.

❝Nights are for talking.❞ [Short Story #36]

•i'm stuck in between a nightmare and lost dreams•

He looked like an a n g e l Smelled like c i g a r e t t e s Sounded like a m e l o d y Felt like v e l v et And tasted f o r b i d d e n

One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

Where a naive boy falls in love with a girl who has a habit of leaving

In which two randoms meet by calls.

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